Degenerative High Fidelity Syndrome or Beware the Exes of March
So I catch High Fidelity on E! this afternoon and came to the realization that I'm having a Cusack moment.
I've always dated the John Cusacks.
Mind you I use to team in a non-gender specific way.
Anybody can be the Cusack.
Now I'm the Cusack and relating to this movie in a completely different way with the questioning and the coping and other exes.
Minus the satisfaction fitted neatly in an hour and a half.
Even still it's like I'm seeing it for the first time in a parallel universe.
Especially the roach-like infestation of exes past.
It seem like when you flip the off switch on a relationship that's when they all come out of hiding.
But beware the need to but missed, to be wanted, to be touched and worshiped.
Fragile states can bring about a clusterfuck.
Pun intended.
Lisa Bonet's character was absolutely right; sex is a basic human right.
And it's ok to be horny and fucked up at the same time. Why should we be denied our basic human rights just because we fucked up our relationships?
You just have to think about who you exercise those rights with cause you can't un-fuck somebody.
You cannot un-fuck someone.
That is always, always, always in the back of my head, like a tumor.
Can of worms, can of worms, can of worms, red flag, can of worms.
It's like you have to do what nutritionist tell you when your trying to lose weight.
You know, when you finish eating put your fork down, step away, and wait 15, 20 minutes and see if your still hungry.
Same goes for your crotch-ular regions.
See how you feel (literally, ha!) after your hands or device of choice have had their say before you make that call.
Your delicate emotional psyche will thank you.
So I catch High Fidelity on E! this afternoon and came to the realization that I'm having a Cusack moment.
I've always dated the John Cusacks.
Mind you I use to team in a non-gender specific way.
Anybody can be the Cusack.
Now I'm the Cusack and relating to this movie in a completely different way with the questioning and the coping and other exes.
Minus the satisfaction fitted neatly in an hour and a half.
Even still it's like I'm seeing it for the first time in a parallel universe.
Especially the roach-like infestation of exes past.
It seem like when you flip the off switch on a relationship that's when they all come out of hiding.
But beware the need to but missed, to be wanted, to be touched and worshiped.
Fragile states can bring about a clusterfuck.
Pun intended.
Lisa Bonet's character was absolutely right; sex is a basic human right.
And it's ok to be horny and fucked up at the same time. Why should we be denied our basic human rights just because we fucked up our relationships?
You just have to think about who you exercise those rights with cause you can't un-fuck somebody.
You cannot un-fuck someone.
That is always, always, always in the back of my head, like a tumor.
Can of worms, can of worms, can of worms, red flag, can of worms.
It's like you have to do what nutritionist tell you when your trying to lose weight.
You know, when you finish eating put your fork down, step away, and wait 15, 20 minutes and see if your still hungry.
Same goes for your crotch-ular regions.
See how you feel (literally, ha!) after your hands or device of choice have had their say before you make that call.
Your delicate emotional psyche will thank you.